It's not the dripping that I always hear it's just the moaning in her sleep resting here beside me The faucet often awakens me as well My sleepless nights we spend together as she restively walks in mysterious dreams unknown to me And I hear the dripping knowing it must be fixed but how do I repair all the broken things in our life All the things I have to remember the things she
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